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I said to Spider when Miles let out another groan. “I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” He spewed out. “We can both gain from this. You save Inferno for whatever reaspn you want to go back on your own desire, and I get something else that belongs to Curtis.” That wasn’t a bad deal. I raised a hand to stop Spider from coving over with the drill and screws. “What do you want?” The idiot had to ask for the one thing that made me nearly slash his head off. I would have done it if Spider wasn’t quick enough to stop me.

He settled underneath the covers and tugged me towards him. I turned on the TV and scrolled through the movies till I settled on Work It, the dance movie featuring Liza Koshy and Sabrina Carpenter. I turned to Ayo and he nodded. I pressed play and turned off my lights from the switch beside me. I laid under the covers and Ayo immediately pulled me towards him and tangled our legs together. I sighed softly and watched the movie trying not to fall asleep with how completely relaxed I felt in Ayo's arms. ---------->>>>>>>

"I did bring you something. Happy birthday, Liam." He tore into the wrapping paper with the enthusiasm only a five-year-old can manage. When he saw the limited edition Spider-Man figure inside, his gasp was audible. "No way!" He held it up like treasure. "Mommy, look! It's a special one! The one from the movie!" "That's very special," Vanessa said, shooting me a look that was equal parts grateful and slightly overwhelmed. "What do you say?" "Thank you, Princess Mabel!" Liam threw his arms around my neck in an impulsive hug.

Movement schedules. Spider’s face went still. “She’s been planning a move. Soon.” Ryder swallowed hard. “This isn’t just a network. It’s a damn empire.” They took everything. Photos. USBs. Coordinates. ** Back in the van, Spider plugged in the drive. Luka finally found a cup of vending machine coffee, took one sip, and hissed. “I think I just drank battery acid.” “I hope it burns your soul,” Ryder mumbled, exhausted. Spider reclined, booted feet on the dash, watching the data stream load.

Are you okay? K:They turned my movie off and switched it to some boring Marvel movie. Ugh. D:Don’t go bashing on Marvel just because yours got turned off :p K:Oh shut it, you know I like Spiderman. D:Yeah, because of Tom Holland. Don’t think I don’t know that. K:Shhhh. D:Want me to pick you up? K:Its fine, I’ll live. D:Good, are you gonna stick the movie out?

“The time we’ve wasted and lost.” “But then you showed up here two days ago, at long fucking last,” Spider said. “When you stormed in like some lovesick teenaged Romeo and said that you loved her, I was ready to dance on the goddamn tables, I swear. I pretended to not know you, but I let you stay here and hang out. I pushed her to talk to you, and I promised myself that if you two sorted it out between you, I’d finally tell you about the gun. And now I have.”

“How can doubt take away a genetic ability? And it’s not just that one, all Spider-man movies are terrible. He’s supposed to be a wisecracking teenager, but they always make him this miserable emo jerk with girl problems. Nobody cares about Mary-fucking-Jane.” This was possibly the most inappropriate place for one of Maurice’s movie critiques, but it wasn’t like we had anything else to do as we stumbled around in the dark. “He can’t be wisecracking all the time,” I said. “Yeah, but they give him a couple of funny lines at the start and never again. Have you seen Spider-man 3? Once they go down the emo route, there’s no way to recover. Forget it. Downhill all the way. It would take a miracle

"Oh please! You know I can say fuck all this just to cuddle the whole night with you." I hate myself for blushing when he says that. "How was your day?," he asks gently. "Good I guess..." I sigh. I feel the tension between us. I clear my throat and get to the point. "Ramon, I came to talk to you about Andrew!" "The same Andrew we both know!" He gasps in shock. "Yes." I nod. "I think he's still alive. We think he killed Rupert. And now, he's trying to kill my mom."

“Istanbul safehouse is built under a front organization. No access via ground. Only via the sewer system and controlled drone elevators. If we hit him, it has to be coordinated, fast, and silent.” Jerry looked at Aria. “Are we ready?” She nodded slowly. “No more smoke and mirrors. It ends where he is.” She walked toward the screen and tapped on the blinking red node. “Loadout team Alpha. Istanbul in seventy-two hours.” As the room buzzed into preparation, Aria turned one last time to the screen. “No more fear. No more shadow games,” she whispered. “He wants a legacy? We’ll give him extinction.”

Matt POV I stand there waiting for the couple to respond. “What the hell are you doing with my daughter’s phone?” Alpha Colby of the Silver Crescent Pack demands. “Your daughter? It is a rogue’s phone, not your daughter,” I respond coolly. I owed this man no explanation.